MonsieurShade
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STATUS: Tfw you want to go to the gym and get your stronk on but you've busted your shoulder and need let it rest. 9 yrs ago
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- MonsieurShade 12 yrs ago
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9 yrs ago
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Tfw you want to go to the gym and get your stronk on but you've busted your shoulder and need let it rest.
9 yrs ago
Holy fuck. Ok, shit. Insane hiatus. Fuck. I'm still around folks, just been beyond extremely busy. Will try (heavy emphasis on try) to be more active in the coming months.
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10 yrs ago
God forbid I be one of the lucky bastards that doesn't have their wisdom teeth grow in. Nah, just fuck my shit up fam.
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10 yrs ago
As someone who works for a pet store I both love and hate pixar. The next person that tries to ask me if we have "a dory fish" for their goldfish bowl is getting straight up clubbed like a baby seal
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Bio
I'm just a simple college student working his way through life while simultaneously testing the limits of how much caffeine and alcohol the human body can subsist on before it gives out. Just call me Shade.
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*reappears in the mortal realm with a postcard* Still not getting it young Spriggs. *pats Spriggs' head and ends up plowing her into the earth* Burning, shooting, cutting, banishing, its all been done to me before. There is but one way to be rid of me, but I will not speak of it as doing so would call into this realm destruction from creatures far worse than I could ever hope to be. *cut out for a second to Mr.Popo watering plants* And for the last time I have no spirit. T'is merely a form I assume for possession purposes.
*is just grabbed* Tsk. Didn't you here me? The spirit form is just that; a form. *taps carapace* No spirit to actually yank out. *gives Spriggs a light tap and sends her through a building* You were better off when I had mien body young one. Now you are but an ant before a dragon.
Jacque: Someone's awful egotis-*swatted through the same building*
Silence mortal!
Jacque: Someone's awful egotis-*swatted through the same building*
Silence mortal!
Its been tried before. How do you think pompeii ended up like it did? *towers of Nac and Amber with a grin stretched across my carapace* I invite you to try though.
*sledge hammer breaks and dissolves into maggots* Yea...see, heres the thing, this body? It can't be damaged through conventional means. I'd tell you how to do it but that'd come back to bite me in the ass like, immediately.
*claws way back out violently* Had I been a normal spirit that might've worked~ *assumes Eldritch form* I just prefer to use the spirit form as a medium until I get a new body since it makes possession easier
Jacque: Oh thats just an eye sore...
Jacque: Oh thats just an eye sore...
*spirit comes out of the snow leopard body* OH COME ON!
Jacque: Meh. I saw it coming.
Oh for christ s- y'know what? Fine, I was trying to avoid asking him for a favor, but I guess i've got no choice
Jacque: And who is 'him'?
*snaps fingers* Samedi!!!
*The baron appears in a crack of green lightning* You called eldritch one?
Jacque: Oh no...
Oh Yes. I want my old body back. And make it indestructible, i'd rather not have to go through this again.
Baron: And...in return?
*rubs temples and grits teeth* Two hundred souls from my private stash...
Baron: Very good then. Expect the body shortly *disappears*
Jacque: Meh. I saw it coming.
Oh for christ s- y'know what? Fine, I was trying to avoid asking him for a favor, but I guess i've got no choice
Jacque: And who is 'him'?
*snaps fingers* Samedi!!!
*The baron appears in a crack of green lightning* You called eldritch one?
Jacque: Oh no...
Oh Yes. I want my old body back. And make it indestructible, i'd rather not have to go through this again.
Baron: And...in return?
*rubs temples and grits teeth* Two hundred souls from my private stash...
Baron: Very good then. Expect the body shortly *disappears*
NacNak said
*sighs slowly while growling, anger building* well, looks like I might not be getting much time online..... my little brothers noncompliance to help me with chores around the house is going to keep my busy for a while..... *grits teeth* mother dearest tells me over the phone to talk it out with him, what she doesn't understand is that there's no reasoning with him..... but I'll spare you my complaining... now I must clean the entire house, by myself, while my brother plays video games...... *eye twitches slightly* I'll try to make a post as soon as I can.....
I had a similar issue with one of my siblings once. You'd be amazed what a solid ass kicking will do to coerce them into helping you complete chores around the house. *places a paw over Spriggs' hand* Spriggs dearest. Stabbing an elite warrior of a race of creatures that can lift cars isn't the best idea.
Jacque: "Dearest?" Shade what the f-
Shush Jacque. My new body still has a bit of time to be made so i'm trying to stay nice to keep this one intact.
Jacque: Well don't. Its kinda creepy.
Jacque began to fidget uncomfortably again in his spot. One the one hand he was tempted to pat Hart on her head and commend her efforts for trying so hard to make sure everyone got along like a family, on the other hand though, the word 'family' tended to dredge up some less than favorable memories that sent shudders down his spine. Jacque looked at the door, then to the others, "I could open it if you guys want. I'm sure it isn't that hard." he said softly, somewhat eager to start the exercise before the mood got any more awkward for him than it already was.
[Uh guys, I know you're having fun and all, but would you mind slowing down for the rest of us so we don't end up reading a lot of 1 on 1 pages later down the road?]
John whistled softly as he explored the carnival a bit, stopping every so often to make small talk with a few of his co-worker, namely to ensure every machine in the carnival was running as it should. Captain Bitey meanwhile had not moved much from his elevated position a top John's head, save to slip the rest of his body underneath John's jacket to enjoy the warmth on this somewhat chilly day. As John walked, he began to sing a song softly under his breath, "I am an arms dealer, fitting you with weapons in the form of wo-o-o-ord~ And don't really ca-a-are which side w-i-i-ins, long as the room keeps singin' thats just the business i'm in~".
John whistled softly as he explored the carnival a bit, stopping every so often to make small talk with a few of his co-worker, namely to ensure every machine in the carnival was running as it should. Captain Bitey meanwhile had not moved much from his elevated position a top John's head, save to slip the rest of his body underneath John's jacket to enjoy the warmth on this somewhat chilly day. As John walked, he began to sing a song softly under his breath, "I am an arms dealer, fitting you with weapons in the form of wo-o-o-ord~ And don't really ca-a-are which side w-i-i-ins, long as the room keeps singin' thats just the business i'm in~".
John sat back with a contented sigh as the last of the taffy was removed from the ferris wheel motor's gears, "Well...that could've been worse I guess." he said as he reached up to wipe a bit of sweat from his brow only to stop and grimace, "Aw man, my gloves! They're covered in the gunk now!" he groaned as he examined his taffy covered gloves. The young mechanic peeled off the gloves, got up from the ground, and began to walk away, stopping briefly to tell the ride operator for the day to let the ferris wheel run for about an hour before actually letting anyone on it to ensure it ran as it should before he continued on. As he walked towards the small trailer that served as his home, John watched everything that when on in the park with a small smile, "Business as usual, everything looks to be workin' as it should. Looks like I get to go on break for a while." he said before passing by a small fenced off area that read 'employees only' and into a stretch of land with multiple trailers and trucks sitting idly.
John ducked into a medium sized trailer and examined his living space; a bit cluttered, but not exactly messy, it was cluttered in a way that allowed him to find everything he needed with minimal effort. John tossed the gunk covered gloves into a small laundry basket in the corner of his apartment and walked over to a large terrarium that sat by his bed, "Alright, how's my Cap'n today?" he cooed lovingly as he unlocked the latch and opened the lid. Within seconds, a bright orange head popped out, flickering a black tongue every so often, "Theres my boy, c'mon out bitey, I figure we've got a bit of time for a walk before something else needs fixing." John said as he lifted five feet of woma python from its dwelling and draped it around his shoulders. The snake looked around for a few moments, then rested its head atop John's, flickering its tongue as he stepped back out of the trailer and walked back into the park.
John ducked into a medium sized trailer and examined his living space; a bit cluttered, but not exactly messy, it was cluttered in a way that allowed him to find everything he needed with minimal effort. John tossed the gunk covered gloves into a small laundry basket in the corner of his apartment and walked over to a large terrarium that sat by his bed, "Alright, how's my Cap'n today?" he cooed lovingly as he unlocked the latch and opened the lid. Within seconds, a bright orange head popped out, flickering a black tongue every so often, "Theres my boy, c'mon out bitey, I figure we've got a bit of time for a walk before something else needs fixing." John said as he lifted five feet of woma python from its dwelling and draped it around his shoulders. The snake looked around for a few moments, then rested its head atop John's, flickering its tongue as he stepped back out of the trailer and walked back into the park.
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